At the pool, smiling peacefully as I begin the final training session before my race
Of all the things I have signed up for, and of all the things I am planning to sign up for – oh my goodness you guys are going to think I have gone absolutely batpoop insane when I blog about some of the things I am planning for the future – the stupid swimming race has got to be the absolute stupidest.
By a long, long way.
One kilometre more stupid, in fact.
I don’t know what I was thinking. Well, actually I do – I was devastatingly unaware of the existence of the miraculous Grimsey’s Adult Swimfit when I signed up for the Mooloolaba 1km Ocean Swim. I thought that entering a swimming race would be the only way for me to practice swimming in groups around buoys in the ocean. Google had really let me down on that front.
Always blame Google.
I sat at my computer, a few hours after my first Open Water Swim session with soon-to-be-ex-Coach Kirstie. It seems so long ago now. It dawned on me that swimming in the ocean is my own personal equivalent of wrestling with bears – there is a high likelihood of death, nobody enjoys watching it much less doing it, the cruelty factor is high, it’s entirely pointless, and let’s not forget there is a high likelihood of death.
Yep, I know I mentioned it twice.
So what to do, when you have already signed up for a triathlon that involves a 1.5km swim in October but your new coach is moving to Tully and Google tells you that you have no other way to practice ocean water swimming? Of course, you sign yourself up to do two thirds of the required triathlon swim distance 7 months beforehand. Yes that’s right, sign yourself up to swim one whole kilometre, seven whole months before you actually need to do it.
Of course that’s the answer – if you have no actual brain cells left from your bear fight. Continue reading